Plans To Leave

"Please enter this establishment, respected Mystic Paths." Rattac said with a respectful tone, "He's inside."

'Someone knows how to build up tension.' Virala thought in response and spread his Prana into the house, retracting it a moment later, "He's inside, alright."

Just as Orakha was about to enter the house, Virala grabbed him by the shoulder and shouted, "Can you stop with the plays, Inala?"

He stretched his hand and knocked on the stone house, "The both of us can sense what is inside."

"Alright, you got me." A familiar voice resounded from within, followed by a surge in Prana. "You can enter now."

"Let's go," Virala said and entered the house, noticing a round table placed in the centre, followed by three chairs around it, each at an angle of 120 degrees from each other. Seated on one of the chairs, facing the entrance was Inala. In his hand was a Gold Biome Bomb, layered inside by stone.